Oh yes! Now this is music to the soul, for the soul by a rap soul whisperer. PdotO shares his emotional sounding Angels filled with strings that tug at your heart and his usual sharp delivery. I'll say, PdotO has managed to craft anger into something beautiful to hear. He's moulded this tense flow to the tee and only he can talk to your spirit like a buried voice within the darkest parts of you. Amazing.
Hook:
There is a woman in Somalia
Scraping for bones on the road side/
There's a force stronger than nature
Keeps her in a line
This is how she's dying
She's dying to survive... don't know what she's made off?!
I would like to be that brave
She lives a life she didn't choose...
And it hurts like brand new shoes...
Hurts like brand new shoes
V1. What it look like?! It's been a minute but maybe not/
I'm crazy hot...I've been drifting through the darkness/
Shifting through the rubble sh! is God blessed
Stood the test of time, I look a hot mess but God knows...
Mama said finish your food you gotta clean your plate/
They say you gotta lose your life before they see you Great/
Tears fallin from an Angel's eyes
I've been blessed but I'm still alive/
Let the real arise/
I took the time for y'all to realise the real is I,
Still soaring through them skies like an Eagle's eye/
Even my Click know
I'm odd but I'm sick though/
Pass the spliff though I'm tryna fly with no wings boss/
On my mama this gon' heal you cuz
Fuck a pescription! This music fin' to build you cuz/
I'm alone in my zone again
Let the music talk/
You can try these shoes on but it's gon hurt to walk/
Let the Angels sing/
Hook
V2. I don't care bout the bars
Sh! I don't care bout the fame or the lights or the bitches in this game I'm just tryna search for somethin/
Evoke THAT somethin' that's in you/
Motherf*% I swear to God there's somethin/
My sister told me my profanity is peaking now/
I know I cuss alot I'm tryna let that demon out and once I let it out I take a breath/
I'm breathing now,
Nothin fin' to stop us we gon' cook till the kick us out...
And even then the music live forever
I invite my fellow greats we gon kill together/
I hope you feel my letter
Take time to read this letter/
Everyday I sharpen my pen I seek for better/
Ways to climitize, people seem to idolise my honest scribe,
Subscribe to a greater power, God still live inside..
This is prophecy
Yeah this is prophecy
Best believe no other rapper out here can mirror me/
Let the Angels sing
Hook
V3. To my fans I've been beaten and bruised
I Gave my heart to you it's clear that I got nothing to lose, I still dig deep, pull out that magic inside me/
I pray Christ really keep that magic inside me/
Maybe the magic is dying
Maybe I'm searching for higher me/
My thoughts heavy and dark/ I'm looking for lighter me,/
Close a chapter with a verse I know it hurts to be a "Have Not" but God is with us so we gon' brawl till our heads drop/
Till our heads drop I started now I can't stop.
Truth be told when you the light it seldom gets dark.
Red roses, red roses, hope's alive but I stray coz I need focus, sometimes nothing makes sense and it seems hopeless but nothing that was worth Having is a Breeze" know this..
Notice!? My eyes Heavy but I still own this.
Still carry alot of weight on my steal shoulders...
Gone"
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